Every human has something to hide,
Be it their truths,
Or be it their lies.
Every human has something to hide,
Be it their sighs,
Be it their lives.
Every being is naught human,
Till it has something to hide,
Something to surprise.
Something, to prize.
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Every human has something to hide,
Be it their truths,
Or be it their lies.
Every human has something to hide,
Be it their sighs,
Be it their lives.
Every being is naught human,
Till it has something to hide,
Something to surprise.
Something, to prize.